SOLILOQUY AT THE WALL
Here at the strangely beautiful obsidian wall
we stand weak before the brave we remember
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MONUMENT
Eerie beauty of the swamp willow tree
Thrust up from the depths of the earth
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BREAKING HABITS
What I once believed was love forever
Time has peeled and dimmed that glow
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Toes wiggle in the wavy sands sloshing summer moon surf
The male head turns smiling to cicadas’ wall of sound
Old sailor eyes swung by gravity pitched an easy glimpse
Down the beach to a female profile of clear fair skin bare
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SPLASHING TERROR
Bombs we’re dropping there
Fill up deep bloody pools
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YOU ARE A GARDEN IN MY EYES
I see the fun of light
across your garden smile
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THE WIND’S ANVIL
that tonight will be printed
in violent wind and snow
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LOVELIGHT
Something needs to replace the moon
Now that humans have stepped on it
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DOUBLE SUNRISE SHELL
She comes in the night
Packed for a trip
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OFFENSIVE DREAMING
Instead of saying prayers
When I turned out the light
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My Angels
THE ANGELS
I saw no wings
When each arrived
At my hours of need
But kind and strong
And mystery timed
These did perform
An Angel’s deed
Charles Eastland
(from Selected Poems 10/2015)